"Ma'am, your father would like you to have this." A young maid with long, golden locks approached Elizabeth Swann, daughter of the Governor Swann, who was governor of Port Royal. It was a rich luxurious place in the Caribbean.

Elizabeth Swann was a very beautiful young lady who held not only a great reputation in Port Royal, but also a sharp tongue, cunning wit, and held the love of Port Royal's blacksmith's apprentice, William "Will" Turner. Will had been called a pirate before by who he called his "rival", James Norrington, who had been in love with Elizabeth and still was, competing against Will for her love. Elizabeth had exquisite copper curls and curves that attracted many men, ranging from rouge pirates to prestigious men.

"What is it, Lyssie?" Elizabeth sighed. Usually when her father, Governor Weatherby Swann, gave her gifts, it was usually for some formal occasion. Last time, Elizabeth recalled, he had given her a beautiful dress along with a corset, which both turned out to be for Norrington's promotion to Commodore.

"Here, Miss." Lyssie handed Elizabeth a small box. Elizabeth evaluated the weight, trying to guess what it was. She knew it was not a dress, for the box was notably too small. She carefully took the thin wrapping and the ribbon off and in the small box was a radiant gold and silver crescent moon with a magnificent, carefully shaped sapphire in the middle of the moon. It had a shiny delicate gold chain that it hung on. The necklace was laying on a blood red cushion on the silver box.

Elizabeth carefully pulled it out and gasped when the light from her candle on her bedside reflected off the sapphire and seemed to make the necklace glimmer.

"Do you like it, Miss?" Lyssie asked, a small smile forming at her mistress' astonishment and delight

"Yes, I do, Lyssie!" Elizabeth hugged Lyssie, surprising her. Usually Elizabeth refrained from doing such things with maids. To Elizabeth, Lyssie was an exception: Lyssie was the youngest maid in the service of the Swanns. Elizabeth had found her homeless and lost in Tortuga when she went to find Will. Lyssie kept on being chased by drunken men, and Elizabeth felt sorry for her and stowed her away on the ship home. Governor Swann didn't even raise questions about Lyssie, so she got to stay and serve Elizabeth. Elizabeth always treated her like a sister, instead of the maid that Lyssie truly was.

After a few minutes of silence, Elizabeth looked at Lyssie with. a inquisitive expression.

"Do you know where my father got this?" Elizabeth asked, putting the necklace on. She tucked the necklace in her dress so it would not hang down so low. The chain was as long as the Aztec gold she had taken from Will years before, the necklace that Captain Barbossa kidnapped her for.

"No Miss Elizabeth." Lyssie replied.

"Where is my father?" Elizabeth straightened her dress and looked at Lyssie. Lyssie shrugged. Elizabeth sighed and left her room to go find her father.

As she went downstairs, she heard her father talking to someone. Elizabeth paused, uncertain if she should disrupt them. She listened right as her father spoke.

"...Gemma would be pleased...if she knew." Governor Swann said from downstairs, his voice floating up, crystal clear to where Elizabeth stood against the railing of the staircase. Elizabeth raised a thin eyebrow but kept quiet.

"Where is Gemma?" The other man asked. Elizabeth automatically recognized the other voice as ex-Commodore Norrington. She wondered why in the Caribbean, Norrington, of all people, was talking to her father. She remembered finding him in Tortuga, trying to kill Jack, and all the events pertaining to Davey Jones. He was a wreck then, she recalled.

"I...don't know. Before I came here to Port Royal with Elizabeth, when she was young, she disappeared. I was told all these rumors that she had become a pirate, one that hasn't been caught nor branded by the East India Trading Company..." Elizabeth heard her father sigh. She peered over the railing just to see shock register on Norrington's face.

"Does Elizabeth know, Weatherby?" Norrington asked.

"Elizabeth does not know who her mother is and never will. She will appreciate not knowing her mother is a pirate wench." Governor Swann replied. He narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "And I forbid you to tell her, James" Norrington nodded.

"What if she inquires about the necklace? Elizabeth always wants to know the origins of something."

"We can lie to her." Elizabeth decided she could enter the room at that moment. She double-checked that she was decent before she entered the room.

"Good day, Father." Elizabeth gave her father a peck on the cheek. "Thank you for the necklace. May I inquire to the occasion and where in the Caribbean you got such a magnificent necklace?" She notice Norrington's eyes dart to Governor Swann for a brief moment.

"Not now, Elizabeth." He sighed and Elizabeth looked at Norrington.

"Good day, Mister Norrington." Elizabeth acknowledged stiffly.

"Elizabeth..." Governor Swann began to admonish but Norrington motioned for him to stop.

"You know you can call me James now." Norrington said kindly.

"It's not proper, Mister Norrington." Elizabeth retorted.

"This is not a 'proper' and 'formal' conversation, Elizabeth."

"It's Miss Swann to you." She snapped. Norrington looked a bit taken aback. Governor Swann cleared his throat to save Norrington the trouble of replying.

"I got your necklace as a gift, Elizabeth. It is not against the law for a father to dote on his only daughter." Governor Swann said serenely. Elizabeth raised an disbelieving eyebrow.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I will retire to bed." Elizabeth curtsied to both her father and Norrington before leaving them.

Later, Elizabeth lay in her bed, thinking about what she had heard. Subconsciously she touched the crescent moon that was now tucked in her nightgown. As she touched it, it began to glow brightly, startling Elizabeth. She paused, listening for her father but the whole mansion was silent. The only noise came from outside, where drunken men were going after women from the bar. She pulled the necklace out and it was glowing a brilliant shade of blue.

Suddenly Elizabeth felt dizzy and everything went black. When she opened her eyes, it took a few seconds for her to realize that she was in a dream and not truly awake. In this dream, Elizabeth saw a tall, pretty woman with thigh length copper locks and she resembled Elizabeth. Except for one thing: she was wearing pirate clothes instead of fancy clothes. Elizabeth realized this was the woman that her father and Norrington were talking about. Gemma Swann. Her mother. The woman, Gemma, reached out for Elizabeth slowly.

"Elizabeth...my daughter.." She whispered. Her voice echoed and faded inside Elizabeth's mind. Elizabeth felt the darkness surrounding her again and her eyes fluttered open. She was laying down on her back on her bed, facing the ceiling. After a few minutes, she realized that someone was tapping on her window. Elizabeth sprung up and opened the window. Sitting on a tree branch that was level with her second floor window was Anamaria, the only female pirate in Jack Sparrow's crew.

" 'Ello there, Miss Swann." Anamaria said jovially, keeping her voice low. She chuckled quietly at Elizabeth's shock.

"Wha...What are you doing here in Port Royal?" Elizabeth asked, still shocked.

"Well, Lizzie, it 'appens that our dear Jack Sparrow has walked into one of your former Commodore's traps. He's gonna be hanged tomorrow morning and I need your help releasing him." Ana replied, rocking slightly on the branch. Elizabeth thought for a moment and then got an idea.

"Here's a bargain. I'll help you release the Captain if you help me find someone by letting me go on the Pearl with you. Savvy?" Elizabeth smiled, knowing that Ana would love to have another girl to talk to rather than the crew.

"Deal. Come on." Ana began to climb down but paused when she remembered that Elizabeth needed to change clothes. Elizabeth rushed around her room, changing and then climbing out the window and to the ground with Ana. Ana inspected Elizabeth's outfit of pirate clothes and a cap to hide her long hair and her fair, feminine face. When Ana was satisfied, they headed over to where Port Royal held people convicted of piracy or other crimes.

The girls prowled through the building quietly until they came across a big cell occupied by one person who looked rather irked with being restricted from doing what he pleased.

"Well, it looks as though Port Royal has finally caught Jack Sparrow." Ana teased, using a man's voice to disguise herself playfully. Jack sat up from where he had been laying on the ground against a haystack.

"Who are you to be teasing Captain Jack Sparrow, boy?" Jack snapped.

"What ship? I see no ship that is commandeered by a pirate by the name of Sparrow." Ana smiled to Elizabeth, clearly enjoying her teasing. Jack narrowed his eyes, getting up slowly.

"Have you not heard of the Black Pearl, boy?" Jack asked menacingly. Ana smirked and took off her hat. Jack's expression changed quickly from a angry sneer to a happy smile. "Well, 'ello there, love. Are you here to rescue me?" Jack asked sweetly.

"Yes and look who I brought along." Ana gestured to Elizabeth, who took her cap off.

"Well, Lizzie! What a surprise, love!" Jack grinned roguishly. Ana rolled her eyes at Jack's flirting.

"It's Miss Swann or Elizabeth to you." Elizabeth retorted playfully. She pulled the keys she snatched earlier out of her pocket and unlocked his cell.

"Now come on, Jack, We gotta be going." Ana said, watching Jack put a bottle of rum (which he probably stole) into his pocket. The three of them left, quietly passing the guards who had their backs turned.

As soon as they got to the docks, Ana climbed aboard the Pearl, then started to lower the plank for the other two. All three froze when the plank dropped with a CLUNK on the dock. Jack and Elizabeth began to get on when a sword stopped them. Jack slowly followed the blade to see who it was and found himself mere inches away from ex-Commodore Norrington's snarling face.

"Sparrow...how did you escape from your cell?" Norrington snarled, sword at Jack's throat. He kind of hoped Elizabeth could possibly help him get away but he realized that she probably wouldn't. Instead, he signaled behind his back at Ana to slip away. Norrington could only see him and Elizabeth, who was disguised.

"I...uh..." Jack shrugged, like it was no matter.

"And who is this...boy?" Norrington asked, pointing at Elizabeth, who looked like a boy with her cap on. She gasped quietly, fervently hoping Norrington wouldn't look closer. Jack shrugged.

"Jus' a friend o' mine." Jack offered, watching the Pearl slip away out of the corner of his eye.

"Oh really..." Norrington sneered. He darted forward and snatched Elizabeth's hat off, revealing her long hair. Elizabeth lowered her eyes in shame until Jack elbowed her and muttered "Be bold and strong, Elizabeth...".

Elizabeth Swann...running off with pirates now?" Norrington laughed when Elizabeth did not reply. "I will return you to your father and Sparrow here," He poked Jack in the stomach with his sword. "will return to the prison and will be hanged in the morning for being a pirate."

He whistled and some of his guards came and escorted Jack away. As Jack left he listened to Norrington to see if he said anything to Elizabeth.

"Would you hang me if I was a pirate, James?" Elizabeth asked quietly. Norrington narrowed his eyes.

"I...wouldn't because I love you, Elizabeth." Norrington replied. "And I would be honored to have you as my wife. You don't need pirates like Turner or Sparrow. You would live a refined life with me."

"Seeing as you lost your position as Commodore, I don't think so." Elizabeth stopped walking and looked at Norrington. "I do not wish to become your wife because I do not wish to live a refined and formal life. I do not want to be all strict with everything. It is fun to have a little adventure here and there with my friends without having to worry about etiquette and finery. If I am to live my life and my fate was to lie with someone, it would be with a pirate. I'm sorry James." Elizabeth began walking again.

"I was considering if you were to marry me, that I would let Sparrow go...but seeing as you declined my proposal, Jack Sparrow shall be hanged tomorrow and everyone shall know that Port Royal has finally captured Jack Sparrow. I should get my title back as Commodore." Norrington replied. Elizabeth looked at him sharply.

"James Norrington, you are the most despicable man I know! You only want to marry me for my wealth as the Governor's daughter, not for love! You are greedy to get all the power and money you can get your squalid, nefarious hands on!" Elizabeth shook her head angrily. She was NOT going to marry someone who just wanted her wealth.

"Such big words for such a dainty woman." Norrington retorted. "You got it all wrong, Elizabeth. I love you. I do not want your wealth."

"I do not believe you, Mister Norrington." Elizabeth replied.

"Fine, we are now at your mansion. I will tell your father what happened in the morning. Good night Elizabeth." Norrington smirked angrily and planted a small kiss on her lips, making her angrier.

"It's Miss Swann to you and good night!" Elizabeth went inside and slammed the door in Norrington's face.

More to come! This is just the beginning and the action and romance hasn't even started yet!